Chapter 59: Who Said He Ran Away?

On the way, Chen Yongren also checked what reward he had just received.

The two female agents killed in the guest room, plus the four killed in the lobby, earned six rewards total.

Besides the three cash rewards, there were also two skills.

【Handgun·Never Miss】: Your use of pistols will become miraculous; within range, you hit whatever you aim at, never missing a shot.

Cannot be upgraded.

【Lock Expert】: No matter how complex the lock, you can easily open it in your hands.

Cannot be upgraded.

Seeing the two new skills on his panel, Chen Yongren smiled with satisfaction.

With the Handgun·Never Miss skill, he could calmly use his pistol to kill enemies in any future melee.

Not to mention Lock Expert—having this skill meant that when he later killed Japanese spies and encountered safes or the like, he wouldn't have to worry about being unable to open them.

The final reward was the Intermediate Physique Strengthening Potion.

Chen Yongren had previously taken an Initial Potion once.

After taking the Intermediate Potion again, Chen Yongren felt his stamina increase once more and his walking speed grew faster.

Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou could only barely keep up with Chen Yongren's pace by jogging.

The contrast among the three was obvious; Chen Yongren kept a straight face and silently muttered to himself.

This potion was indeed powerful—so far, he felt no fatigue while walking, not even a hint of soreness in his soles.

He thought he'd better find a chance to test just how far his body's limits could go after the potion's enhancement.

At this late hour, going street by street to look for Fujita Bookstore wasn't realistic.

Chen Yongren directly used his Photographic Memory skill to recall the scenes of walking through Hongkou's streets, which played back quickly in his mind.

Soon he located Fujita Bookstore's position.

No. 15 Guangzhong Road.

Having confirmed the bookstore's location, Chen Yongren immediately led them to Guangzhong Road, arriving at a point 30 meters from Fujita Bookstore.

It was a fairly typical two-story Japanese-style shop: the ground floor sold books, the upper floor was a residence.

But now, the entire ground-floor glass wall was covered with thick curtains, making it impossible to see inside.

Chen Yongren didn't rush forward; instead, he first activated Insight.

That old fox Chuan Shan Jia has so many tricks—who knows if he's really at Fujita Bookstore or if he's deliberately feeding false information.

Even if the operation fails, they could still rely on that false information to turn the tables.

Chuan Shan Jia is the old silver coin who devised two "Dead Spy" plots; they had to be on guard.

Since this is a commercial street, most places are shops, and with it being night, the surrounding thoughts were far less chaotic than during the day.

Chen Yongren no longer needed to sort out useless thoughts; as soon as he activated Insight, he heard a series of uplifting thoughts.

"I don't know what reward we'll get if tomorrow's operation succeeds."

"With Sakai Mieko not here, I have to handle everything myself—I'm really not used to it."

"I hope tomorrow's bonus can be a bit larger; my newborn just arrived, and now is when we need money."

"Once the Rainstorm Plan is done, I'll train another assistant."

"No, not just an assistant."

"Shanghai Station has lost too many agents lately; it's time to train another batch."

……

Not used to it?

Then just go down and keep her company—stop dreaming about training agents.

This string of thoughts left Chen Yongren wildly excited.

That old ghost Chuan Shan Jia really was holed up in Fujita Bookstore.

Judging by the number of thoughts, there were only five or six Japanese agents in the bookstore guarding his safety.

"A Ren, have you figured out how to get in?" Lin Dayou cracked his knuckles.

After a moment's thought, Chen Yongren said, "Let's go—through the back door, and stab that old devil in the ass."

With Japanese sentries inside the bookstore, a silent infiltration was impossible.

Unless they were blind and deaf.

All they could do was strike them by surprise.

The three went around to the bookstore's back alley, where Chen Yongren saw a Japanese agent guarding the rear door.

Seeing Chen Yongren approach, the Japanese agent raised his pistol in Japanese, shouting, "Who goes there?"

"Sorry, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly," Chen Yongren feigned confusion, speaking Japanese as he stepped closer.

Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou quietly drew their daggers, ready for combat.

Hearing the familiar language, he relaxed, lowered his gun, and barked, "Get out—this isn't where you should be…"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yongren swiftly drew his dagger, slit his throat with a backhand, and caught the corpse as it fell, laying it on the ground.

Chen Yongren gently twisted the door lock.

But he found the door locked from the inside; feeling the Japanese spy's body twice yielded no key.

Chen Yongren calmly pulled out a hair, folded it together, and inserted it into the keyhole.

Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou wore strange expressions.

Using hair to pick a lock?

As that thought rose in their minds, they heard a crisp "click."

Damn, even that works?

Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou stared dumbfounded—just a single hair, and the door lock was opened?

This lock-picking skill is indeed useful; Chen Yongren is very satisfied with the lock-picking skill he just acquired, quickly opening the back door and rushing in.

The first floor was brightly lit.

At this moment.

Three Japanese spies were on guard inside the first floor.

Seeing several people suddenly rushing in from the back door, those few Japanese spies were somewhat dazed.

Taking advantage of their stunned moment, Chen Yongren whispered: "One each, quick battle, quick decision."

The three each rushed toward a Japanese spy.

Chen Yongren moved swiftly, stabbing straight through the chest of the Japanese spy before him.

Lin Dayou casually picked up a book and hurled it at his target.

That Japanese spy instinctively blocked it, but Lin Dayou seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and slit his throat with a knife.

Zhang Haifeng also pounced on his target, bit the Japanese spy's ear, and stabbed a knife through his neck.

The fight here had just ended.

A Japanese spy appeared at the stairwell on the second floor.

Seeing his three companions collapsed on the ground, he immediately turned and shouted upstairs.

"Section Chief, withdraw quickly—there's an enemy ambush; I'll help you hold them off!"

Having said that, they were about to draw their guns and shoot.

Chen Yongren, quick-eyed and quick-handed, instantly flung the dagger in his hand.

The sharp dagger turned into a flash of cold light; with a "puchi" sound, it pierced straight through the Japanese spy's chest.

He let out a muffled groan, his body went limp, and he slid down the stairs.

Upstairs, there was faintly some movement coming from the second floor.

"Damn it, don't let him get away!" Chen Yongren and the three immediately rushed up to the second floor.

But at this moment, the entire second floor was empty, with only an open window.

Lin Dayou hurried to the window, poked his head out to look outside the second-floor window, where a pair of wooden clogs lay scattered on the ground.

"Damn it, A Ren, we were still a step too slow, letting him get away!" Lin Dayou, furious, immediately wanted to jump out the window to chase.

Chen Yongren, however, grabbed him and chuckled, saying: "Who said he ran away?"